Sunday, July 13, 2008

The Sound of Silence

I wonder if the Beatles were singing about the early morning hours when one thinks, "My boys are leaving me alone for a few extra minutes so that I don't have to jump out of bed at 6:30am at the sound of the pitter-pattering feet." Scratch that, I am sure they were not.

Charlie came upstairs this morning as I was coming down to check on the silence with a nervous feeling in my stomach. I met him on the stairs. He was holding out a Cheerio saying, "Nack, nack (snack)." I came into the kitchen to find this.

Sadly, it didn't stop there. While I was cleaning up the "Nack", Isaac called down from upstairs, "Mom! Charlie's playing in the water in the bathroom." No pictures for this one. It's getting old. But seriously, it's only 8:30am!! I did just have a wonderful thought...today it Charlie's first day to go into the nursery at church. If we make it there...

I thought Sundays were supposed to be the day of the week to rest. This afternoon I was thinking the same thing--it is way too quiet. I found Katie upstairs in the tub, fully clothed, washing herself with soap and also washing Madison who was outside the tub. At least my mess was a little cleaner!